Jan 8, 2022
i have an apartment in italy with a little balcony big enough for a chair and a tiny glass table overlooking perhaps rome, maybe florence, and i spend my days studying and talking about the art i love, stopping at the store on the way home for ingredients for dinner and maybe a bottle of wine to share with the love of my life. the air is warm but i can still wear a jacket. i just opened a fresh carton of cigarettes. there is old jazz coming in off a record from the living room. i can no longer remember why i was so sad in my late teens / early 20s.
fuck I can see, smell and hear this
I want to share wine and slow dance with someone I love
inbox me your hopes and dreams for life and I'll give one back. I'm feeling some wistful positivity